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Feb 2019
It's just a ventilator shaft, he said, but they laughed as the floor fell away from his feet

and the Devil he knew, said to him, please take a pew,
the service begins at twelve.

We should not delve to deep into what made him weak,
but thank our own lucky stars that we weren't.

Mistakes can be costly and most mostly make them
the lessons if learned separate boys from the men.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Rich Hues
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